Hadirt flew several meters backward, landing on the ground firmly. At the stime, Wilbur and the others had reached them,
everyone releasing their own energy auras and attacking. Wilbur summoned the Magic Dragon Blade, bringing it down heavily
against Hadirt.
Hadirt was leaning backward then, muttering a spell as black miasma spread out of his palms. Following that, a black shield formed
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Wilbur had thought that he would be able to slice through the defense shield on his own, only for it to promptly swallow his sword
aura along with the other attacks. Hadirt jolted hard, and a wave of energy spread out.
Everyone was sent flying as Hadirt looked around before charging straight at Wilbur.
Wilbur's aura made it clear that he was the strongest out of the group and killing him was the fastest way to turn the tables
around.
Upon seeing this, Edmund appeared behind Wilbur to grab Hadirt by the wrist. "You're going up against me, Lord Hadirt."
"That's... You've got a Power Elixir Drop, Edmund! | guess I'm going to have to kill you first!"
"Ha. I'm afraid it's not going to be that easy."
Hadirt wrenched his hand out of Edmund's grasp, throwing a punch at him that Edmund met with one of his own. They collided in
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Hadirt only caught his balance after flying backward for over ten meters, but Edmund was able to do so after five.
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